The table she had carefully wiped was kicked out, and the carefully-spent noodles were trampled into pieces.
Even the row of green onions planted next to them did not escape. After finally a little bit of green onions with a small head appeared, the green onions were trampled into pieces again.
The roots of the scallion are broken.
It was quiet around.
All those who can fight go to the spiritual mine land.
Those who didn't fight were also excited to gather outside to discuss the matter of the spirit mine.
No one cares that this noodle shop seems to be too quiet.
at the same time.
Far deep in the spirit mine.
Waves of invisible waves of mental power are coming from the depths of the spiritual mine.